Not too much Wonderland, now. You’re off to work, not the Mad Hatter’s unbirthday party. That will have to wait for the weekend.

Until then, you reach into your closet and pull out your jewelry box to find just the right dash of madness, just the right pinch of individuality – just the right amount of Wonderland – and you know your outfit is complete.

At the office, as you refill your coffee mug, that cool girl from marketing rushes by. As always, she’s late for something – but she hits the brakes when she sees you.

“I LOVE Alice! My favorite story when I was a kid. We’re all mad here”, she winks.

Off she goes, trying to remember the words to the Jabberwocky. You could help her out, but you don’t want to go down that rabbit-hole, do you?